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governor of Biigoraan had refused to receive me into 
his town, and that I had remained eighteen days in 
Bakada, waiting in vain for an order to be allowed to 
enter the capital. I showed him my carpet, and told 
him how it had been half devoured by the ants, and 
how we had suffered from want of sufficient food and 
shelter in the beginning of the rainy season. He 
was very sorry that I had not been treated with 
more regard ; but he expressed his opinion that the 
lieutenant-governor would not allow me to leave 
the country in such a way. 
Unfortunately this man was not open enough to 
confess to me that messengers from the capital had 
already arrived ; neither did the billama, or rather 
" gollennange" or " gar," as he is here called — -the 
head man of the village, who arrived with a numerous 
host of people just as I was about to start — give me 
any hint about it. Whether he came with the inten- 
tion of keeping me back, and was afraid of executing 
his design, I do not know. In any case it would 
have been far more agreeable to me, if my fate had 
been decided here instead of at Mele. As it was, he 
sent one of his people with me to show me the track 
to the river; and I started about an hour after noon. 
Considerable showers, which had fallen here seven 
days previously, had changed the dry character of the 
country, and revived its luxuriant nature. The whole 
district presented the cheerful aspect of spring. Fresh 
meadow-lands spread out ; and we passed some exten- 
sive sheets of water, bordered by undulating banks 
